Not seeing Elder Yang, the cultivator surnamed Chen was also startled. This place, within a two-hundred-kilometer radius, should have been the area Junior Brother Yang was searching. Yet after such an incident, Elder Yang had not appeared at all. He was utterly baffled.
"Whoosh."
Just as the cultivator surnamed Chen was about to speak again, a faint sound suddenly rang out. A streak of yellow light shot from afar toward the old man concealed within the black mist.
With a lift of his hand, a voice-transmission talisman suddenly appeared in the old man's palm.
"What? Junior Brother Yang has fallen?" Following the old man's cry of alarm, the expressions of the several Divine Medicine Sect cultivators who had arrived one after another changed drastically.
A Ghost Lord cultivator of the same rank as a Nascent Soul cultivator had fallen. This left everyone greatly astonished.
One had to understand that this place was deep within the Divine Medicine Sect's territory. Even if the cultivator surnamed Yang had been no match for his opponent, he could easily have sent out a voice-transmission talisman to summon his fellow disciples. Yet now, not the slightest message had remained before he had fallen and died. This was something none of them could ever have imagined.
"Quickly issue the sect's decree and inform everyone from my Divine Medicine Sect: whoever sees a cultivator at or above the Nascent Soul stage must immediately report it. Everyone else, quickly search for the place where that Young Tai Sui Soul will appear. We must find that Young Tai Sui Soul before anyone else discovers its existence.
"At the same time, activate our Divine Medicine Sect's protective grand formation at once. I want to see exactly who dares come to my Divine Medicine Sect and slaughter a cultivator of my